the night really wasnt horrible. everyone had a good time, even if matt had originally intended for it to be a date.
of course everyone had ended up either drunk off their asses, or tipsy enough to still be considered safe when it came to driving. of course, ryan had ended up as matt and jacksons designated driver somehow, matt making every attempt to grab at ryan and hang onto his arm like a monkey.
of course this resulted in jokes from jackson, specifically about how he refused to spend the night for obvious reasons. ryan knew they were jokes, but matt seemed to take it all a little too seriously (typical for drunk matt, honestly), swatting at jackson and shaking his head.
"we arent fucking, jackson. be sensible. ryan would never fuck me while im drunk."
matt is.. mostly kidding. he knows ryan wouldnt, and if he did, hed be more than iffy and nervous about it the entire time. something about not wanting to take advantage of his boyfriend.
they get home relatively easily, not very many issues along the way aside from jackson damn near vomiting out the window. ryan of course made a big deal about it, stating that if jackson vomited, matt would too, which would cause a chain reaction and result in them vomiting back and forth.
he gets matt and jackson both inside the house, helping jackson settle onto the couch where he immediately dozes off, and matt into their shared bedroom where he curls up in bed and makes a big deal about needing ryan with him.
of course he lays with matt, lets him cling to him and pets his hair, presses little kisses to the top of his head and mumbles comforting words to him until he falls asleep.
suddenly ryan isnt so worried about this relationship thing anymore.
